The Father of American Comics Superheroes Chapter 171: Businessman Mike

Guide your destiny? See through fate?

Stop kidding!

The future is ever-changing, and any choice made now may affect the future.

The future that that person sees is only one of countless kinds of futures.

Mike looked at the dark figure screaming in the mental cage and shook his head.

The weaving shuttle that seals her, apart from maintaining her existence, has another important function, which is to grow her soul over time.

Because the founders of the Assassin League hope that someday in the future, the shadows can be born.

Her soul has been nourished by the weaving shuttle made of that special material for hundreds of years. It is no longer comparable to ordinary people. She meets most people in the world and can be successfully reborn. Unfortunately, she is very unfortunate. Met Mike.

With a move of Mike's heart, he directly wiped out the dark shadow in the mental cage.

Since it has been dead for hundreds of years, don't come out and scream.

After a thorough inspection with the power of the soul, and after confirming that the other party did not leave anything in his mind, Mike came out of the psychic realm and curled his lips lightly.

"What's that? What happened to you just now?"

Looking across Mike's resumption of action, he couldn't help but ask, but his eyes were on the severed finger on Mike's hand.

In just a short time, that white severed finger had rotted and became shriveled.

"You like it!"

Mike talked to Cross, put his severed finger into Cross's hand, and said: "I'm here for you."

The cross stayed, pinching the severed finger and asking again: "What is this? Why is it there? What is going on?"

"Why is there, how do I know? What's the matter, who shall I ask?"

Mike came to Erlian to ask and answered the other party's question.

Cross: "..."

Looking at the severed finger in his hand, and then at Mike, looking helpless.

He believed that Mike must have known something, but Mike didn't say that he had nothing to do.

Mike rolled his eyelids, grabbed his severed finger, threw it to the ground, and stepped hard.

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, a cracked footprint appeared on the ground, and the broken finger became scum.

The corner of the crossed eyes jumped.

What kind of terrifying power is this?

Suddenly, a gunshot appeared in the textile factory, and then a large number of gunshots appeared.

Cross was surprised.

It's Wesley!

Without any hesitation, he strode out.

Mike looked at Cross's back and gently pinched his chin.

Have Firefox and Wesley found the truth from Sloan?

Can the assassins of the Assassin Alliance stop these three people?

Also, many years ago, because of Riwen, he seemed to owe Sloan a favor.

He has to pay back the other person's favor. He doesn't like to owe others.

The strength that is manifested can be maintained for a period of time.

With a thought, the power of the soul surged outwards, covering the entire textile factory in an instant, and then I saw the current situation.

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Firefox and Wesley are fighting with the assassins of the textile factory. The situation of the two is a bit bad now, because they are surrounded by a large number of assassins. At this time, Cross joined the battle, and both sides maintained temporarily Up balance.

As for Sloan, he seemed to be injured and was about to escape from the textile factory.

Humanity...

Now it seems like a good opportunity!

Mike's heart moved, and his steps disappeared, but in the next second, he appeared in front of Sloan.

Pressing his chest, Sloan, who was running wildly at a speed that was not suitable for his age, looked at Mike who appeared inexplicably and almost bumped his head.

"Why are you here?"

Sloan's eyes widened, and then he stepped back and said, "You and Cross are together?"

Mike shook his head and said: "I just came to pay back the favor."

"Favorites?"

Sloan was startled and frowned.

There seems to be such a thing.

Mike pointed at Sloan and said, "Your blood is going to drain."

Sloan twitched his mouth and said forcefully: "It's okay, I can hold it for a while."

"Haha!"

Mike smiled and said: "You are still the same."

Speaking, a card appeared in his hand, the card dissipated, and a green energy wrapped around Sloan.

Sloan was startled and clenched the gun in his hand.

Immediately, he felt that his wound had stopped bleeding quickly, and then healed under his watch until it disappeared.

"This is? Are you a mutant?"

He looked at Mike unexpectedly and let go of his hand on the wound.

Mike didn't explain, waved his hand, and said: "Now, I'm clear with you."

Sloan chuckled, looked up and down Mike, and said, "You haven't changed a bit for so many years."

Mike stretched out his hand and pointed at the temple: "You touch your conscience and say it again."

"Conscience, do you have a conscience?"

Mike reached out and gave a thumbs up, and said: "I admire your confession!"

Sloan fell silent and said: "Are you and Cross and the others together?"

Mike thought for a while, and said: "It was counted before, but it is not counted now."

Sloan looked at Mike with vacant eyes.

What the **** is this answer?

Looking at Sloan, Mike suddenly had an inspiration and said: "I have a business, can you do it?"

Sloan pointed to the textile factory with bursts of gunfire behind him: "At this time, are you discussing business with me?"

Mike took Sloan's shoulders, Sloan exhaled softly, pressing his subconsciously avoiding response, and was pulled aside by Mike.

Let’s not say that he was not Mike’s opponent. He didn’t see how Mike appeared just now, and even Mike has that magical healing ability...

He has no right to resist at all.

"What business?"

Sloan said lightly.

Mike reached out and nodded to Sloan's forehead, and sent all the things he had just encountered and the memories he had learned from the dark shadow into Sloan's mind.

Sloan shook his body, then shook again, and finally shook...

He looked at Mike, his eyes changed from surprise to incredible, then to surprise, and finally couldn't help laughing.

"Fate? Bah! Fate is going to kill me? Haha! Shit!"

He danced with excitement.

Originally, he was a believer of Fate, but since his name appeared on the Fate Wanted Order, he was puzzled, he did not believe it, and then betrayed his previous belief with a hint of guilt.

But now, after he learned the truth about the so-called fate from Mike, he realized that there was no so-called fate at all.

The so-called Fate Wanted Order is actually controlled by others.

"Hahahaha!"

He laughed wildly~IndoMTL.com~ Tears couldn't stop streaming.

"Shit! It's all shit! Damn fate!"

He suddenly felt relaxed.

Then he looked at Mike and said sincerely: "Mike, thank you."

Mike waved his hand and said, "Pay the money."

Sloan said readily: "No problem."

Speaking, he took out his cell phone, and amidst bursts of gunfire, he called the manager who managed the funds for himself, and said to Mike: "Account."

Mike said a series of numbers. After hearing the amount Sloan said, he raised his eyebrows and said to Sloan: "Atmosphere!"

Now, I can buy three or four more manors like X Academy.